Between the Bear's Sheets (Wylde Brothers 2)

Slamming his hips forward and retreating back just as powerfully, Ford took her like there was no tomorrow.

The fact that he could feel every part of her, that there was no barrier separating him from his mate, had him roaring out again. Over and over again, he thrust his cock into her pussy, and he felt her become wetter, felt her swell around him, and knew she was close to coming for a third time.

He wanted her cunt convulsing around his cock, milking him until there wasn’t any cum left inside him.

Sweat beaded along his brow, and as he looked down at the gorgeous slope of her spine, he saw droplets of perspiration along the slender line. Dipping his head low, he ran his tongue from her back all the way up to her neck.

His canines were out in full force, and his claws pricked her flesh. He smelled her blood from the tiny wounds he inflicted, and that had him going insane for more.

There was no pain coming from her, just her need for more. The arch of her neck called to him, and he opened his mouth and let his teeth move along her very tender, peach-colored flesh. She had tiny, kissable freckles along her shoulder blades, and he paid attention to each one with his mouth.

When he got to the side of her neck, her pulse jumped right below his tongue. Ford never stopped thrusting into her, and when he felt his balls draw up and his orgasm rush to the surface, he let his canines sink into her neck.

A guttural groan left him as he came deep inside her, and even though she was on birth control, he couldn’t help but want her to become pregnant with his young. The primal need to watch her grow big with his child had his hips pressing harder into her as if he had no control of his own body.

It was a ludicrous notion to want that with a female he had just met, but this was not an ordinary relationship.

This was his mate, and they were now connected in every sense of the word.

Her fox brushed along the surface, and he could see her creamy flesh ripple from the animal’s effect. She came again, and the feeling of her inner muscles clenching his dick had another gush of cum spilling from him.

When she’d wrung him dry and he could no longer hold himself up, Ford fell to the side and breathed out roughly. Talia was on her belly beside him, her respirations just as frantic as his.

Rolling over so he was close enough to run his tongue along her arm, Ford lavished affection to any part of her he could reach. The salty flavor that coated her body was a testament to the ferocity of their lovemaking. He wanted to lick her until she smelled like him not only on the inside but the outside as well.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to move for a very long time.”

A chuckle left him, and he wrapped his arm around her. The fact that she snuggled right into him had his heart racing. How surreal was it that there was this tiny female who meant more to him than anything else in the world, even after such a short amount of time?

Whoever said finding a mate would leave a person’s head reeling so they wouldn’t know right from left was pretty damn spot-on. They’d also forgotten to mention that it had him in a constant state of arousal.

Even after just fucking her until neither could move, his dick was still hard. Although he just wanted to hold her and forget about the world right outside her hotel door, he wanted to clear the air about Mina.

Ford had sensed Talia’s jealousy, her hurt. It had been thick enough that even a human could have picked up on it. And he hated he’d been the cause of Talia feeling it.

“I want to talk about the relationship I had with Mina.” Ford made sure to emphasize on the past tense part of that statement, but he felt her tense regardless.

She rolled onto her side and then sat up. He frowned when she reached for the comforter to cover her body, but he gave her the modesty she so desperately wanted.

“I haven’t spoken to Mina in ten years.”

Talia didn’t move, didn’t even blink as she listened to him. She showed no outward emotions, but they were tangible as they thickened the air and slammed right into him.

The sooner he got this out, explained that she was his world, the sooner they could start their lives together.

“She called me a week or so ago, told me she was coming to Sweet Water to get married, and that was that.” He ran his hand over the back of his neck. “It wasn’t until I saw her in the café and she talked to me that I realized the connection between you and her… and your brother.” He looked away and tried to figure out how he was going to tell her. “The relationship didn’t last, because we were never meant to be together, and after we parted ways, I hated myself for not waiting for the woman who was meant to be mine.” He exhaled, feeling those emotions rise up again. “I hated myself that I threw my life into work, drinking away the pain, numbing everything outwardly.” They stared at each other, and he couldn’t form his next words as he waited for her to say something. “It took me ten years and you coming into my life for me to get rid of that self-hatred darkness that was a living entity inside me. I am just telling you all this, because I want nothing between us, and there never will be.” God, he cared about Talia so fucking much. “It should have always been you, my little fox.”